Heartless Marissa Meyer Summary Novels & Stories

“How did I never realize you were so good at seducing men? You met that young photographer today and already got your hooks in him. Is it any man, and you can climb onto him?” “And sure, you have no standards anyway. You can shamelessly get involved with Nicholas, even marry him. What can’t you do? I thought you were just vicious and jealous. Turns out you’re morally rotten too.” Evelyn stopped. She stared ahead and said nothing for a long moment. If Maxwell was devoted, he still never dared to defy his parents and snatch Aurora back from the Larson family. If he was heartless, he somehow acted like a man in love. Either way, he seemed to find her just to insult her.

"Do you remember the bracelet? AG initials? Her name is Amari Fleur Guevarra. It was her, Raf" Mira said, then hung up the call. I was still standing here in front of the exit door. I don't know what to do with the way I feel now. I was happy, but I felt worried too. My heartbeats became strange again. I am trying to understand what exactly it means. Or maybe I already knew, but I was just in denial. I was not sure. But the only thing I am sure of is that I want to see Fleur again.

With a sigh I lean my head against the window and soon I am lost in the darkness of sleep. Marissa is a really naughty girl going to school when sick! But let's hope Antonio will go easy on her. Please leave a comment and vote if you like my story about Marissa and Antonio.

It was Marissa, one of Valeria’s oldest operatives, presumed dead after a brutal showdown months ago. “I’m not here for her,” Marissa said quietly, voice trembling with years of regret. “I’m here for myself. For the girls she destroyed.” Bain lowered his weapon, tension giving way to wary curiosity. “Then why now? Why betray Valeria here?” Marissa’s gaze flicked toward the hidden door. “Because she’s lost it. She’s dangerous beyond reason. I want to end this—for good.” The atmosphere shifted. Valeria’s footsteps echoed from deeper within the passage, closer, slower, dragging like a shadow of her former self.

“We both had your best interests at heart and we knew that going down this path with no one by your side was going to mess with you a great deal so I had to find ways to make you see otherwise and then, Talia came into our lives.” “You gave me one of the hardest tasks I’ve ever done, Marissa.” I began. “Maybe your dream was for Talia to be my lover or be something more than just a sex slave to me and maybe, I wanted it to happen but you know what happened the moment I opened up my heart and I’m not sure I want to ever do that again for the third time.” “It isn’t the same scenario, Lorenzo.” Marissa sighed.

Marissa could not do anything but watch her boss processing everything he knew about his parents in one day. He is a stressful boss, but he does not deserve to know this bad news at all. No one deserves it. He might be a grown-up now, but betrayal and the leaving of two persons in his life are devastating and frustrating. The madame stepped forward behind Diego and hugged him warmly. Marissa bowed her head and turned her back so she could focus on the shelves, instead. Her heart was constricting, but no tears were falling from her eyes. She heard Diego cuss under his breath, and even though Marissa was out of this, she also started building up anger towards her boss’ father.

she screamed at me "He deserved it, he's a fucking player, he impregnated Sophie and dumped her, apparently he also impregnated a girl called Kimberly and dumped her too, he's just using you" "Stop lying to me Jacqueline, you claim Warren to be hot-headed but you're the one who's filled with nothing but bitterness and anger... you have no fucking emotions, Jacqueline, you're cruel and cold-hearted" she cried bitterly. she raised her arm to slap me but Lorenzo held her hand just in time "If you dare to touch her, you won't have any fucking hand" he aggressively threw her hand down I stood there in silence as I watch her sit beside Leonard's dead body crying, I never thought about Melinda's fe

I turn to walk away. “Pierce! Get back here! You can’t do this to me!” Marissa screams behind me. Maxwell steps forward. “A soul covered in sin, selfishness, and greed. A heart with no ounce of humanity but utter bloodshed and distraction, may it suffer in the darkest pits of hell…” He begins to recite. “Pierce! I’m your mother! You’re confused and manipulated by that peasant whore! She’s using you! Get back here you bloody maggot child!” Marissa’s shrill voice cracks desperately.

Mia said in a voice that could have cut glass, "Emma becomes an orphan. I'll make I submit everything I have of you to the court. Do we understand each other?" Grey nodded frantically. "Good." Mia pulled out her own phone with her free hand, never taking her eyes off him. "You're going to call my father now. Speaker phone. One wrong word, one hint that something's off, and your daughter pays the price." As Marcus dialed the number, Mia felt the last piece of her love for her dad die completely. What emerged from its ashes was something Samuel Meyer had never intended to create: a woman with his strategic mind, his resources, and his utter ruthlessness, but with enough heart left to use them

"Please, Marissa, don't do anything rash." Snarling Marissa rushed forward and jumped, letting her body connect with the window, shattering it in the process. With wide eyes, I watched as she disappeared from sight, entirely taking with her my heart and any hope I may have had for the future. TO BE CONTINUED...